

In middle school a mean girl didn’t like that I was getting along with the boy she liked. She said that I was small, and I had no idea what she was talking about. They guy had to explain she meant my chest. I had gym with this girl and knew for a fact she stuffed her bra, I did not.











Lol, yes. In addition to being a bitch to me when he spoke to me, she would just stare at him whenever he wasn’t looking. She’d laugh obnoxiously at all of his jokes, everything he said was a good idea, and she would compliment him constantly. It was was so excessive he looked to me in confusion and mild panic, that class was hard to get through without laughing at him. He knew I knew what was going on, after class I had to explain she had a crush. It was amazing because his response was bewilderment. “I don’t even really know her! She never talks to me, this is the only class we have together… and most of class she is just being a bitch to you!” Girls are weird dude.